by Hawke, Jessa
Stealthily moving on his padded feet, he headed off towards the sound, eager to see what was going on there. As he neared there, there was the scent of fresh barbeque, cigarettes and beer, and there were also several voices, both male and female. He did not pick up the scent of a vampire there, and so Chris entered the campsite quietly, staying under the cover of the tents. His cock grew harder, his arousal hitting the roof when he realized that there were three men and two women, all totally naked sitting around a bonfire. The most arousing thing about the whole scenario was that the women were just the way that Valerie had described them to him earlier in the office, with huge bodies like her and extremely hot. One of the women was on her hands and knees, facing the fire, and behind her on his knees was a man fucking her from behind. He felt sorry for the woman because she was getting less than half the fun that Valerie was getting, since the man's dick looked like a miniature as compared to a vampire cock. The man was holding her by the hips, slamming his cock in and out of her, and Chris could feel the scent of their sexual juices as the small cock pounded the soggy cunt.
The other group was meters away and one of the men was seated on a mat. The woman was bent over him, and she had his dick in her mouth, sucking on it, while a dark skinned man fucked her from behind. Chris watched as the woman moaned onto the dick in her mouth, her head moving up and down on the manhood. The dark skinned guy was on his knees behind her, holding her by the hips as he drilled her hard and fast. It was a pity that the men were not as well endowed as vampires, or else the women would be on a whole different level of pleasure. He was going to have to make a point of inviting Valerie and her best friends to come hunting with him and Colin sometime soon, so that her friends could experience what true love making was. In the meantime, he had dinner to take care of, and later on some wild love making.
A sudden lust overcame him, a lust for blood, and unable to control himself, he jumped at the man who was fucking the woman alone and sunk his teeth into his neck, sucking all of his blood out. Before the rest of the group knew what was happening, the man collapsed to the ground and Chris was gone just as suddenly as he had come. As he made his way through the darkness, he heard screams coming from the camp. He licked the blood away from his lips and moved stealthily through the bush. He was lucky enough to stumble onto a heard of antelopes and circling them, he settled for a medium sized male that would provide them with the dinner that they needed. Leaping onto it, he bit into its throat, strangling it to death. He dragged it to where his clothes were and skinned it with a hunting knife he had in his belt. He then carried it back to the camp where Colin and Valerie were still naked, but now by the bonfire, the scent of fried potatoes filling the air.
“Something sure smells good around here,” he said, referring to the scent of the potatoes and the still fresh scent from their love making.
*****
“Well, it is about time, I thought that you had deserted us here,” Valerie said, the light from the fire making her skin glow in a way that heightened Chris’s lust for her even further.
“What makes you think I would do that?” he smiled as he put the skewered meat onto a platter.
“Are you guys gonna ask each other questions or are you gonna come here and help me prepare this meat?” Colin asked, reading each of their minds.
Valerie wanted to eat and get started with another session of love making again, while Chris wanted to do the same and more. He had just drunk blood from a human and he wanted them to go to the camp and appear as heroes as soon as they were done with the love making, which was just fine with Colin. They cut up the meat as Chris explained to Valerie that he had set up a trap in the bush to trap the animal, suggesting that they go hunting later in the night, which in Chris's thoughts was a way of accidentally stumbling on the other camp and resuscitating the weak guy. When a vampire put saliva on the spot where a human had been bitten, the wound healed, and they also had a way of looking into the eyes of human beings and making them forget certain things that had happened. Valerie's friends would forget that their friend had been bitten by a vampire.
“Mmm, the steak is delicious, isn’t it, Chris?” Valerie said tucking away her second rib steak. “And to think that I have two huge cocks waiting to take me to pleasure heaven for the rest of the weekend is just the top of the cream.”
She was sitting in between Chris and Colin, and they were all naked. Chris had taken a shower soon after coming back and had not bothered to put on any clothes since the weather was hot. Colin could smell the scent of Valerie's arousal beginning to fill the air as her eyes moved from his erection to Chris's, wondering how it would feel to play with both cocks. It was no wonder he loved voluptuous women like her; they seemed to have the sort of sex drive that he loved, that hungry sort of insatiable urge that not even the normal vampire had. He felt his dick hardening even more as the arousal within his veins heightened to places that he had not known existed.
“I wonder if you are going to be able to handle it, Valerie, because these are not the average types of cocks that a normal human being has,” Chris said, taking his hand down to his dick and beginning to stroke it up and down.
“We’ll see about that,” Valerie said, getting up and turning to look at Colin.
She went down on her knees and bent over him, lowering her head down to Colin's dick. She wrapped her lips around the tip and began sucking on it, licking off the precum that had formed on the tip. As she ran her mouth over every inch of the head, Colin watched as Chris moved behind her, getting on his knees. He parted her butt cheeks and then ran his tongue through her butt crack. Colin felt his balls burning as Chris eased a finger into Valerie's slit, pulling it out and replacing it with his cock. As Chris began fucking her, driving his manhood in and out of Valerie's pussy, Chris drove his finger into her butt hole, also beginning to finger fuck her just as she moaned onto Colin's dick. That was all that it took to send Colin over the Cliff, and he held Valerie's head firmly as his semen filled her mouth. He heard her moan while Chris grunted and the whole group climaxed gloriously.
The threesome collapsed onto the cool earth and silently stared into the bonfire, basking in their afterglow. Valerie brought her fingers up to her neck and felt a small wound. She looked at her fingers and noticed they had blood on them and looked at the two men beside her. She knew now the truth, their true identities. They really were vampires, which explained their massive dicks and wild animalistic fucking. She knew now she was marked, destined to be their mate, and surprisingly she felt okay. She thought about the immense pleasure she got from these two and smiled, knowing that there could be plenty more to come.
THE END
Twice the Rock
Danny Baxter reluctantly rolled out of bed and stretched his stiff muscles. It was two o'clock, which meant he'd gotten about nine hours of sleep, but he felt as if he could still use about nine more. He looked over at the short-haired beautiful brunette who was still sleeping in his bed. What was her name, Sherry? No, Shannon. He was sure it was Shannon. Sherry was her sister, and she had gone home with Jake.
Jake Griffin was a drummer and Danny was a bass player, together with guitar players Pete Martin and Jason Downs, they had formed the alternative rock band Bad Holiday back when they were all juniors at Olivet College. Bad Holiday was Danny and Jake's baby, but Pete and Jason were talented musicians and singers who rounded out the group nicely. Still, it was Jake and Danny who wrote the songs, produced the CD's, created the website, and booked all the gigs.
Pete and Jason were great, but the only thing they shared with Danny and Jake was a love of playing music. For them, playing these small town bars across Michigan Ohio, Indiana, and Illinois was more than enough. They didn't have to do any of the dirty work it took to make a band successful. All they had to do was show up and play. That, and the fact they made enough money to not have to get a real job, was enough for those two. Hell, they weren't even interested in the benefits of playing in a band. Benefits like the short h
aired, firm bodied hottie Danny currently had sprawled in his bed.
"Sweetie, time to wake up," Danny said, grabbing a handful of her tight ass and shaking her playfully. He was almost certain her name was Shannon, but no need to risk it and create an awkward moment.
"Good morning," she said with a sleepy smile as she sat up, pressed her bare chest against his and kissed him passionately.
"Close," he said as they parted. "It's actually just past noon."
"Wow, I can't believe I slept so late," she said, but didn't make any move to get out of bed. Danny knew they would have to get going soon. Even with late check out they have to leave the motel by three, and he still had to shower and pack.
"Well, you did work awfully hard," he pointed out as he crawled next to her in the bed and slid his hand between her thighs.
"So did you," she said as she kissed him again and started slowly stroking his cock. It was hard almost instantly, and from there they replayed all the best memories from the previous night.
Danny was twenty-three and in great shape. At six feet, one hundred and eighty pounds with washboard abs and huge biceps, he wouldn't have had any problems getting women no matter what, but there was just something about being in a band that just made them jump out of their panties almost on command. He looked the part, too. He had shoulder-length brown hair and a thin mustache and stubbly beard that almost screamed bass player. Sleeping with a different hot chick every night wasn't the main reason he and Jake had formed Bad Holiday, but it damn sure didn't hurt.
Danny knew he had a lot to accomplish before checking out of the motel, so he hurried things along with Shannon as best as he could. When she asked the inevitable question of when she could see him again, he told her to check out the band's website to see when they would back in town. It was such a practiced answer he almost didn't have to think about it anymore. For some reason that he never understood, it was always enough. Not that he was complaining, of course. Settling down with one woman at this stage of life might be fine for Pete and Jason, but not for him, and not for Jake either.
Shortly before three Danny went to the lobby and checked out. The motel clerk told him the others were already gone, so Danny tossed his things in their van and walked across the street to the little diner where they had agreed to meet. He found Pete, Jason, and Jake sitting in a booth in the back, the latter wearing a candy-eating grin that told Danny he knew exactly why he was late.
"You douche bags couldn't even wait a few more minutes until I got here to order?" Danny asked as he sat down next to Jake and across from Pete.
"No," said Jason, "we were hungry. And anyway, it wasn't just a few minutes. Pete and I were here for over an hour and a half before we finally ordered food."
"Yeah," Pete chimed in, "the waitress started giving us strange looks, so we decided we'd better order something besides coffee."
"What about you?" Danny asked Jake. "How long have you been here?"
"About twenty minutes," Jake answered. Danny could see that his plate of eggs and toast was far less empty than the other two. "I had complications I needed to address before meeting up."
"Were those ‘complications' a pair of double - D tits that stand up all on their own?"
"As a matter of fact they were," said Jake with a grin and a nod.
"I honestly don't know how you guys do it," said Jason, but his smile said he wasn't judging.
"No we don't know how YOU guys do it," said Danny. "Every time we play, there is pussy just throwing itself at every one of us, and the two of you insist on sleeping alone. We're in a freaking band for Christ sake! Being monogamous is just plain wrong."
"Well one day you two will love women the way I love Carrie and the way Pete loves Rachel, and then you'll understand," said Jason.
Danny and Jake just looked at each other and shook their heads. "Nah!" they both said at the same time and shared a laugh. A few minutes later the waitress came and took Danny's order for steak and eggs, and by four they had all finished eating and were ready to discuss their plans for the rest of the week. It was Sunday and they were in Gary, Indiana. Their next gig was Friday in Peoria, Illinois. Rather than drive all the way home to Detroit only to have come all the back to Illinois on a couple of days, Danny and Jake thought it made more sense to drive straight to Peoria and spend the week there. After all, Gas to drive all the way back east to Detroit and then back west to Peoria wouldn't be that much less than a motel room for the week, especially if they all slept in one room.
"We don't want to go the whole week without seeing our girlfriends," Pete explained when he told them he and Pete had made arrangements to rent a car and drive back to Detroit.
"That's a whole week with no rehearsing," Jake pointed out.
"You haven't written any new songs in over a month," Jason pointed out. "Just e-mail us the set list and we'll go over it. We'll meet up with you on Thursday, and then we can rehearse then, on Friday. It'll be enough."
Danny wanted to argue, and he knew that Jake did, too. But what was the point? Those women, Carrie and Rachel, led Pete and Jason around by the nose. If they said jump, the only question the guys would ever ask was, "how high?" Besides, they couldn't force Pete and Jason to come to Peoria right then, and trying to might end up making them decide to quit.
Not that that would be the worst thing in the world, Danny thought. Sure, they were talented musicians, but they didn't share his and Jake's vision. If Bad Holiday was never any more than a bar band burning CDs in Jake's basement and selling them on their homemade website, those two would be fine with it. They wouldn't have to get a real job, and they wouldn't have to do any of the grunt work that would make them truly successful.
But he and Jake wanted so much more. They knew from the moment they met back at Olivet College that they wanted to be rock stars. Sure, it would be hard work, but they didn't mind. They would do whatever it took. Jason and Pete said they felt the same way, and in the beginning it appeared as if they meant it. They rehearsed every day, and even though they said they had no interest in writing songs, they worked hard at learning the ones Danny and Jake wrote. When they met Carrie and Rachel everything changed.
They had all been out of college a couple of months and already Danny was starting to wonder if Pete and Jason really were willing to do what was necessary to take the next step. They clearly liked playing music and they definitely had no desire to get a real job, but they would have been content to just play the local bars in Detroit, where they had relocated after college. Olivet was in the middle of nowhere and while Lansing, the closest real city, did have a thriving college scene with Michigan State University being right there, it still didn't have the opportunities of Michigan's biggest and most recognized city. So they all agreed that would be their base of operations after graduation. The problem was that Danny and Jake never meant it to be a permanent base while Jason and Pete were just fine with that sort of thinking.
Pete met Rachel on their first gig after settling in Detroit and Jason met Carrie a week later at the grocery store. It was clear from the beginning that both relationships were far more than just simple flings, and two years later it was clearer than ever. The problem was that Rachel and Carrie didn't believe for one minute the band was really going to make the big time. Sure, they both liked the idea of dating a guy in a rock band, but they always saw it as something just temporary, and that their men would grow out of it. Danny didn't know if he agreed with that, but he did know that one day he and Jake would have to move on from Jason and Pete. Although they never discussed it, he was sure that Jake knew it, too.
The problem was that they couldn't afford to do it now. They had gigs lined up for the next month and that left precious little time for auditioning replacements. So, even though he didn't want to, Danny told Pete and Jason that their idea was just fine. He wished them a safe trip home, told them to say hi to Carrie and Rachel for him and Jake, and promised to e-mail the play list, and that he would see them Thursday.
> *****
The trip to Peoria from Gary took about two and half hours. Jake drove, as he usually did. They spent the first hour comparing notes about the girls from the previous night, which was also the way things usually went. Jake was overall happy with what happened between him and Sherry, but he did complain about the fact she had no desire to have oral sex.
"I mean, she wouldn't suck me and she wouldn't even let me lick her. What's up with that?"
"You got your rocks off didn't you?" Danny asked him.
"Well, yeah," Jake admitted.
"Then what's the big deal."
“The big deal is that she isn't near freaky enough for me."
"I can understand that," Danny agreed. "Shannon sure sucked a mean dick, but I'm thinking next week I need a little two on one action."
"Or three on one," said Jake. "I haven't done that in a while."
Danny looked over at Jake and grinned. The two of them had so much in common. They even looked alike. Jake was about an inch taller and had black hair instead of brown, but he was fit and ripped, the same as Danny, and he had the same facial hair as well. Neither of them would have any problem getting women no matter what jobs they had, but being in a band just seemed to bring the freaky ones out of the woodwork, which suited both of them nicely.
"Three on one does sound great, but I'm thinking about something even freakier," said Danny.
"What?" asked Jake, "like farm animals?"
"I'll tell you the same thing I told that chick in Battle Creek. That was a one-time thing!"
"Hey, you said it was fun," Jake reminded his friend.
"I said she was fun," Danny corrected him. "I never touched the goat."
"Whatever, dude. It's your story; tell it any way you want."
"Fuck you!"
"Okay, so if you aren't talking farm animal-weird, what are you talking about?"
"I'm not really sure," Danny admitted, but I'd like to be something I've never done before."
